…and STAIRS break your bones. At least, they broke mine. Last Thursday, I fell on my stairs going to work and broke my tibia (shin bone) in the ankle joint. I was rushing, juggling my two phones and trying to put my keys in my bag and then !!BAM!! Broken ankle. I called FW, crawled up the stairs back to my apartment and lay on my back to avoid fainting. I also somehow managed to call my coworker, though the details are fuzzy. I went straight to the ER where they took x-rays, a CT scan, and put this on me:
The thing weighed a TON. But I got to go home and spend the weekend resting before seeing my ortho on Monday. I somehow managed to get downtown on Friday to see RM & CCJ (RM was visiting from out of town). Here is a hilarious picture of us (take pity on me; I had not yet showered):
I spent the weekend on pain killers, reading, and being spoiled by FW. He made me the most delicious breakfast on Saturday. Plain yogurt with fresh strawberries and bananas foster. He also made up a great story about how bananas foster was named 🙂
The good news is I do not have to have surgery. The bad news is that I won’t be free of cast/crutches for about 12 weeks. I am thrilled no surgery is involved. And my ortho was kind and gave me a removable cast so that I can take it off to shower. The pain is better, although still not great. I have to spend these two weeks (btw, doc also said I have to take two weeks off work!) resting. Seriously, sitting still with my leg up. This is not my forte. Sitting still and doing nothing makes me incredibly anxious. Two weeks of it? Yikes.
I kept crying in the ER (and let’s be serious all weekend), and people thought it was because of the pain. It did hurt, yes. But worse than that is the fact that I cannot run for a long time. I’m really trying not to dwell, but man it is frustrating. I’m sure the frustration will ease up once I get more mobile in my crutches and I can return to my regular life. I will eventually be working in some toning exercises, and my yogi friend CG is going to send me some yoga poses to do after these two weeks are up.
Everything will be okay. Way more important things are happening in the world, but it sure disrupted mine. I have newfound understanding for people with physical disabilities. It is hard to rely on other people; independence is a very sacred thing. And though I won’t be running in the next coming months, I will be working hard to heal. And I’m already excited for the day I lace up my running shoes!